Thursday, October 23, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Digging In New Jersey 4/25/40
Kids had a great time playing in rubble until Health & Safety came along to spoil it for everyone.
Baseball in the face. May.31.1969
This is one of my favourite photos. I love the actual worry on my face as I notice my brother's eyes firmly closed and the feeble attempt to catch a ball that can only, at best, be caught in his mouth.
Jill Cole - 1967
Jill Cole (and all the Coles) are cousins who aren't cousins but are. Let's just say old friends. Our parents were friends growing up, and their parents before that. Jill and Susie lived much closer to our grandparents and both Rose and Harry filled in and were very much Bub and Zaid to those kids too. They very much considered them extra grandchildren and doled out just as much love and spoiling, if not more! And we never thought of Jill and Susie as anything other than really cool cousins. Obviously Jill wasn't looking very cool at this age. Just cute.
Why don't people wear hats like this anymore?
Dinah Max, Rose Roth and Phyllis at the Museum of Natural History.
Good hats. Clearly a big day out.
The one that looks like she's about 8 is my mom. My Grandmother, Rose Roth, is the one holding her with an white gloved - vice like - grip.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Annie Roth and Nadine Roth, neices of Harry
In the Great Depression, when taking up an expensive hobby was frowned upon, especially by my grandmother, he took up photography. Eventually they could afford film and food.
Says Nadine Weinberg, "Ann and I were in front of my house on Riverdale Avenue playing with the carriages. I think the year may have been 1948 or 1949. We were about 3 or 4." Ah cute.
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